[SE] honey i'm taking no orders

// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //

“Two things are capable of being correct simultaneously.” Asta fires back in a playfully haughty tone, tail flicking behind him in amusement as he beams his smile over toward his lover now drying the floor. And by the time he’s finished drying his hands and collecting the sugar as he watches the underlings go and collect the required bowls, an amused lilt has grown to his smile when he levels it affectionately toward the Maverick. “I do not make a habit of it, but I do know a couple of things.” His horned head tilts slightly before he settles at the work station, snagging flour next and baking powder,

Humming a thoughtful note, he glances to the nuts and jams brought down, before his honey dark gaze lifts back to his lover. “Would you prefer to chop almonds for me?” the request is made even as he’s thinking of a couple other things in case it doesn’t strike his fancy. “Also I would like for you to pick three of your favorite jams.” They have brought down plenty of options, after all.

Astaroth

// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //